The Secrets That We Keep

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Author: Isabel Lucero
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Then the door to the computer room closes completely. Hmm.

Chapter Three
     
     
    A s I am lying on the bed in our bedroom, I can’t help but think about Julian and his phone conversation. I’m curious as to why he started whispering when he heard that I had made my way up here. Then for him to close the door to really make sure I couldn’t hear him was just out of the ordinary. Julian normally doesn’t care if I hear his phone conversations. I try not to think much into it. It could be about a case he is working on or something, but then again, he has never acted like he didn’t want me to hear about his work. I normally don’t ask many questions. It’s too complicated for me and I don’t act like I understand everything he has to say about it.
       Julian works as an Investigative Specialist with the FBI. What I know about his job is that he spends a lot of time looking for clues to help solve crimes and will sometimes have to work undercover. I’m not going to lie, his job scares me and makes me nervous. I always worry about him even though I know he can take care of himself, but I guess it’s my job as his wife to worry about his safety. That’s probably another reason we don’t discuss his job too much.
    Swinging my legs over to the side of the bed, I sit up and push myself off. I think about calling my friend Jade. I haven’t spoken to her since Friday night when we had gone out. Last I saw her, she was leaving the club with a guy she had just met there. Typical Jade. Always meeting and leaving with a new guy almost every time we went out. She’s my crazy single friend, but I think she’s really trying to find the one. She’s just not going about it the right way. I love her to death though.
    I poke my head out into the hallway and notice that the door to the computer room is still closed. Julian must still be on the phone. I walk downstairs to grab my cell from where I left it when I had come in earlier. I notice I have a text from Jade and from Michelle. I read Jade’s first.
     
    Jade: Uggghh! I feel like ass. I laugh out loud and reply back.
    Me: Haha! Why? We went out on Friday, it’s Sunday. You can’t possibly still be hung over. How was the new guy?
    I then click on Michelle’s text.
    Michelle: I’m so mad I didn’t go out Friday and get to see this new guy Jade picked up. I need details!! She sent me some drunk texts that night, and a couple yesterday too. Let’s meet up for dinner tonight and chat.
    Me: I know, I wish you would have come with us. Jade ditched me all early. New guy was cute but that’s all I know. Don’t think I can do dinner. Julian came home early. Yay!
    Jade: Well I drank yesterday too. Don’t judge me. I think I messed up with the new guy. We shall discuss soon.
    Me: No judging over here. I’m talking to Michelle now too. She wanted to do dinner but Julian came home early so let’s plan for another time, but soon! We are both needing details! Love you!
    Michelle: aww, okay girl. Yay for having your hubby back! Just shoot me a text with a day and time and I’ll be there!
    Me: Will do! Talk soon!
     
    I put the phone down and turn to walk into the living room. I see Julian emerging from the computer room and making his way downstairs. His demeanor is hard to read. I take a deep breath and approach him.
    “Hey, is everything okay?” I was hoping his conversation was going to be short and that we’d be able to get back to dessert. He looks up at me and I swear I see a mixture of sadness and confusion in his face. It was brief, but I saw it.
    “Oh, you know…”
    “Work stuff,” I finish for him. I already know that’s what he was going to say. He gives me a sad smile and responds with, “Yeah, I’m sorry, love.”
    “It’s okay .” I know I must look disappointed because he grabs my right hand with his left and brings his right hand up to my chin, tilting my head to meet his gaze.
    “You are first in my heart, you know that right? Sometimes work just

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